Peter was silent.
Thor was a bit awkward.
He had originally come down to stop Malekith, but after arriving, he found that Malekith and Hawk, who had saved his girlfriend and also possessed the Aether Particle, were not there.
It would have been fine if he had stayed there alone.
The key was that there was a stranger next to him, and this stranger didn't seem to want to talk to him much.
Thor wanted to leave.
But…
This was the convergence point of the Nine Realms. Although he didn't know where Malekith and Hawk had gone, if they had left from here, there was a high probability they would also appear here.
Thor thought to himself, looking at the silent Peter beside him. He seemed to think of something and suddenly chuckled, "Oh right, do you know Tony Stark? I fought with him in New York."
Mr. Tony Stark?
Peter looked up at Thor, "He's a billionaire."
Thor frowned.
"And then…"
"I'm poor. I know him, but he doesn't know me."
"Hiss!"
Thor listened to Peter's calm reply, took a deep breath, and then his eyes lit up. He said to Peter, "Hulk, you know Hulk, right?"
The Hulk whom Hawk killed twice?
Peter, with a strange expression under his Spider-Man mask, looked at Thor and nodded.
"Yes, I do."
"That's great."
Thor's expression brightened. Just as he was about to tell Peter that he was also good friends with Hulk, three black Chevrolet SUVs from the London police drove up behind them.
Natasha and Hawkeye got out of the black Chevrolet SUVs and looked at Thor and Spider-Man, the friendly neighborhood hero of New York City, standing by Stonehenge. They exchanged glances, then walked over.
"Thor!"
"Natasha."
Thor turned to look at the familiar faces approaching, his eyes lit up. After greeting them, he continued to speak to the quiet Peter, "Oh right, I'm not just Hulk's friend, they are my friends too. When your friend Hawk comes back, we can all get together."
Hulk's friend?
Get together with Hawk?
Peter's expression was extremely strange.
But he was wearing a mask, so even if his expression was strange, or if he made a funny face, no one would see it.
Natasha heard Thor's words, and her expression also became a bit strange. She quietly said to Thor, who finally didn't feel awkward because of the arrival of acquaintances, "Um, Thor, Hulk is dead."
Thor's expression instantly froze.
He looked at Natasha, "What? Dead? What happened?"
Natasha glanced at Peter Parker, who stood silently beside them, ostensibly the friendly neighborhood Spider-Man of New York City, but secretly Hawk's good friend. Then she said to Thor, "Hulk killed Hawk's sister during the big battle with Abomination. At the end of last year, the year you left, Hawk found Hulk and killed Hulk."
Thor instantly gasped, subconsciously looking at Peter.
Peter met Thor's gaze, thought for a moment, and nodded.
"Hiss!"
"Bruce is dead?"
"Uh…"
Hawkeye, standing nearby, thought for a moment and updated Thor on the latest timeline: "He wasn't dead at first, but then Betty Ross wanted to avenge her father, tried to kidnap Hawk's girlfriend, and was exposed, and was also killed by Hawk. Then Dr. Bruce Banner, to avenge his wife, went to Africa to find Hawk, and also died."
At this point, Hawkeye paused, looking at the somewhat confused Thor, and added, "Hulk and Bruce are both dead."
He and Natasha had just returned from Africa for a rest, so they also knew about the Earth-shattering battle between Hawk and Hell Hulk on the African savanna.
While they were resting in London, they received a message from S.H.I.E.L.D. that Thor had appeared at Stonehenge, which was why they rushed there.
Thor listened to Hawkeye's explanation, his eyes somewhat bewildered.
He felt like he had only been gone for a year, but listening to Hawkeye's account, he felt as if he had been gone for a very long time.
Hulk is dead?
So suddenly?
Thor reacted, shook his head, and looked at Natasha, "So, this Hawk, what's his background? Is he some god's illegitimate son?"
He had dealt with Hulk, so he clearly understood Hulk's strength.
In a word.
There was no Earthling who could defeat Hulk.
Unless it was a demigod, after all, he had told his father that long ago, the gods of the Universe liked to come to Earth to find human women for a beautiful encounter.
Wasn't he like that too?
Natasha opened her mouth, just about to tell Thor that Hawk was just an ordinary person, but they were currently unsure of the source of Hawk's power.
Suddenly.
A strong, violent energy erupted from Stonehenge.
The next second.
Boom!
Hawk, bathed in the magma of Muspelheim, the realm of the Fire Giants, suddenly appeared from Stonehenge, then roared like a meteor and slammed into the ground, leaving a trail of fire about a kilometer long on the grass.
At the end of the flame, Hawk lay with his saint cloth already dim, cracked, and shattered.
As for Malekith?
He wasn't doing well either. Malekith, who originally only had his left face disfigured, now had his right face disfigured when he reappeared.
But compared to Hawk, whose saint cloth was shattered, he was clearly still at an advantage.
"Little fellow."
"Hand over the Aether Particle."
The completely disfigured Malekith no longer maintained his gentlemanly demeanor.
The energy fluctuations of the Nine Realms convergence were becoming more and more intense. If he couldn't use the Aether Particle to turn the entire Nine Realms into a dark World at the moment of convergence, then he would have to wait another thousand years.
Hawk struggled to get up from the ground, blood oozing from his forehead, looking at Malekith walking towards him.
His answer remained the same.
"Unless you kill me."
"Good, I'll grant you that!"
Malekith gritted his teeth, a sinister smile flashing across his disfigured face. He opened his right hand, and between his five fingers, the Aether Particle pulsed like a dark red heart.
Thor, who was nearby, reacted from his shock.
"Malekith!"
He clenched Mjolnir in his hand, roared at the appearing Malekith, then performed a jumping slash, swinging his hammer towards Malekith, who appeared in front of Hawk, intending to perform a craniotomy on Malekith.
Hawk threw a right punch.
Not at Malekith, but at Thor, who was leaping in the air.
Boom!
Malekith was stunned.
Peter was also stunned.
Natasha and Hawkeye were also stunned by this scene.
Let alone Thor.
Thor, who had landed, still had several fist marks on his armor. He roared at Hawk, "What are you doing!"
Hawk was expressionless, looking at Malekith in front of him, and answered Thor's question.
"He's mine."
"You want him?"
"Get in line."
He had fought so hard to get to this point.
Stealing kills?
How could that be allowed?
As Hawk spoke, he glanced at Thor, then with a bang, he stomped a deep pit and attacked Malekith again.
"Come and fight!"
"Hehehe, you're asking for death."
The completely disfigured Malekith laughed sinisterly, looking at Hawk who was attacking him as if he were looking at a dead man. Then he also clenched his right fist, the Aether Particle covering his entire fist, and the moment it made contact with Hawk, it instantly made the air around Hawk incredibly tough.
Just as Hawk's movements slowed, Malekith's fist, covered in the Aether Particle, directly slammed into Hawk's saint cloth chest plate.
Crack!
A crisp sound of armor breaking was heard.
Pfft!
Hawk's face flushed, and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
Boom!
Hawk was sent flying back again, his upper body saint cloth completely collapsing and disintegrating, falling like dead fireflies as Hawk flew backward.
Malekith used the Aether Particle to modify the durability of Hawk's saint cloth, changing it from "indestructible" to "as fragile as a mirror."
If it were a true Gold saint cloth, it wouldn't be like this.
After all, a true Gold saint cloth inherently possesses the power to withstand the Sun's intense flames for hundreds or even thousands of years.
This is also why the Gold saint cloth is golden.
The golden color of the Gold saint cloth is the light of the Sun. If Malekith wanted to modify a true Gold saint cloth, he probably couldn't do it even if he drained himself dry.
But the one Hawk was wearing now?
It looked golden, but its level hadn't changed.
So…
The saint cloth collapsed!
Bang!
Hawk, who was sent flying back again, did not fall to the ground but landed on his feet, maintaining a standing posture.
But…
The mournful cry of the shattered saint cloth and the immense pain of his body being torn apart were now clearly transmitted into Hawk's mind.
His upper body, after the saint cloth had shattered, was covered in dense wounds, from which blood, appearing somewhat golden and shimmering like stars, was oozing out.
Thump!
Thump!
Hawk could even feel his heartbeat slowly decreasing at a perceptible rate.
This reminded him of the bottom of Calver Lake, where he was almost beaten into Nirvana by Hulk.
But that time was 'almost.'
And this time, it was truly going to be Nirvana.
In the Little Universe.
The phantom of a phoenix had appeared, its wings spread, burning with raging fire.
The Nirvana protocol had been activated.
But…
Where was the promised enlightenment of the Sixth Sense between life and death?
I'm almost dead, where is the Sixth Sense?
Even though his life was clearly at its end, Hawk felt no fear of death, perhaps because he knew he wouldn't die, so perhaps this didn't count as 'between life and death.'
Hawk's thoughts raced rapidly in his final moments. Finally, he opened his blood-obscured eyes with effort, looked up at Malekith, and sighed.
Peter, who was watching from not far away, felt a sudden jolt in his heart.
The next second.
Hawk, under the gaze of Malekith and everyone else, closed his eyes.
The next second!
The moment he closed his eyes.
A sudden change occurred!
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